The last few days I didn't move lying in place, now the burning sensation had gone down and I was fairly sure I could wiggle my feet. Still no sound came from my throat but the same familiar voice kept me company, telling me story's about things I could still remember a bit, images floated thought my head almost like déjà vu. In the state I was in I spent most of the time sleeping and sometimes when I woke up I could do something else. Almost like I was in a wax casket and every time I slept I could chizzle a bit more away. Soon sensation crept its way back to my body, I figured next time I woke I could talk.

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I woke up again lifting my hand to wipe the sweat off of my forehead, and I soon realized I could move again. I shifted slowly not wanting to injure myself, I opened one eye, waiting for it to be a fight, or for dust to fall into it, but it opened like any other day, I scanned the room quickly not realizing were I was, the place was familiar but, I couldn't put my finger on it. There was a rocking chair in the chair corner with a deflated looking lump sitting there. First my thought was Landon, and then my outlook went drearier, maybe it was Koby. I sat up trying not to hurt myself and swung my legs carefully over the bed I was laying on. I walked across the room carefully, surprised I could walk. I kept to the shadows and ventured over to the lump. She was awake, bright blue eyes met mine with sorrow in every inch of them. She stirred for a minute before sitting up with an expression of shock and happiness. She bolted up from the chair before wrapping her arms around me slowly and carefully. I felt tears hitting the back of my neck and cries of happiness sound just above my ear. I rubbed her back slowly the motion felt alien almost, foreign. Her hair tickled my face and I smelt a beautiful mixture of a light lavender and pumpkin, it was an odd but wonderful smell.

"Maya" her voice croaked it sounded soar and feeble but I still missed the sound of my best friend. I smiled.

"Hey" I said pitifully but right now that was the thing that was least important.

"How did I get here" I said scared as I soon remembered what had happened, the terrible fight and the pain following.

"Landon, he said to watch after you…he brought you here" she said looking at me with sadness on her face.

"You were a mess, but he was worse… he said you would be fine. That you would wake up soon-"her voice broke off and she began to sob, I quickly wrapped my weak arms around her once again.

"It's alright" I hushed her. Tears were flowing from her eyes making the blue stand out even more.

"He set you on the bed, looking like he was going to collapse. I told him to stay but he wouldn't he said he needed to go somewhere" she said looking at me carefully. I looked straight ahead trying not to give away how I was feeling.
to tell the truth I wasn't sure what I was feeling, it was weird being away from him now it was almost as if he had a piece of a magnet in him that drew me to him. Alyssa's footsteps didn't sound like him, neither did her breathing. over the last few days I was looking for things to remind me of him, to make me feel the same way I felt when I knew he was one room over or even when I knew he was getting grocery's and would be coming back within an hour. Still nothing measured up, I felt empty in a weird way, more exposed and I didn't like it. I sunk my head back into Alyssa's shoulder fed up with not showing her how much this hurt. Warm tears flooded down my face and all I could think about was how he might not come back this time.

"its alright, he'll be fine" she soothed me, I always loved that about Alyssa when ever I had a problem she knew how I felt like an instant connection, words just felt like a waste at this point.